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The room

Looking around this dark quite room
The walls are talking of people gone by
They all went to sleep in the bed where i lay
Sitting on the seat where my jacket laid
The floor is marked with each step they took
As they pass and met in that quite room

The pictures have seen so many faces , that have to so many places
The carpet is stained with love and blood
As the room was more then just a club
Each corner was met by another wall ,that spoke of the people that have passed of old

The walls maybe tainted and the people have gone but the spirits will never go they have never gone

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Hand in hand

You take my hand ,and give me the look
The look that says i need you now i need you here
You take me to the place of sleeps ,for this is a place were meet
As we enter you shut the door , and with no word you have me needing more
You walk me over to the four poster bed and sit on down ,with nothing said
You pull me close and with you smile i can see what your doing as im looking on down
You take my hand and give it a squeeze as you slide of the bed down on to you knees
I close my eye as im in heaven right now ,as i can feel your hands as they move around
Your hand are a wondering as they move the ground, slowly up my leg and my waist there around
You undo my belt and my trousers drop to the ground
I kick of my shoes and shake off my pants , i seem excited as my legs start to shake
You stand on up and give me a kiss , the softness of your lips is my only bliss
I take your hand its my turn now as i drop to the floor , feeling you skin of your legs my fingers excite
With every stroke i place a kiss up your thighs and under your dress
My hands keep wondering the higher they go under your and over your bum as i cant stop mow as you let out a moan
As i stand up i hold your dress , as i lift it on up and over your breasts and over you head
Still on your arms as i lightly push you on down and on to the bed while i hold your head
As your are laying there your hips start to roll your body is wanting as you start to moan
” i want you inside , now don’t hesitate , now rip of my knickers i can not wait”
As i look at you body im like putty in your hands , i can feel myself throbbing as you untie your hands
You push me on back to lay on the bed ,as your hands hold my arms and you get on top
” i had a dream of this ,i know what to do ,so lay back and let me take charge of you ”
You let go of my hands and you pull and you tug ripping you knickers and holding your stuff
You lower yourself slowly, letting them touch
As my member was throbbing and your skin is so soft
I cant help this feel that this is too much
As i slide inside you the feeling is bliss it is a feel that i have so missed
Our bodies move and this is in time , and the smell of erotica is more pungent the wine
The taste that i have of you on my skin is pure ecstasy and as fresh as the wind
Our bodies are in motion for love to be had , but as our bodies are excited to see
We cum together and lay hand in hand

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